The supreme sovereign system

In a snowy road, a group of three hundred something men was walking towards the north escorted by fifty soldiers, these soldiers had a small Tulip on their armor, this symbol represented the town of Tulip.

Inside the group, a particular trio were traveling with heavy steps, the group was conformed by one young man, he seemed to be about fifteen to sixteen years old, at the very center of the trio was an old man with a huge back and, at the other side, was a small girl with lovely purple eyes, she appeared to have thirteen years old.

"Hey, Gramps, do we really need to go this far!? It's freezing here!" Asked a boy, who was shaking from the cold, to the man beside him.

The old man looked at the boy and made a gesture with his hand.

*Smack*

"Ow! What was that for!?" Asked the boy.

"First, I told you hundreds of times that my name isn't gramps, my name is Socrates, second, yes we need to, the voice told me to go north to find this man called 'Alfonso', however, I haven't found him yet, so, we still need to go further!" Said Socrates.

"Still with that, gramps, a voice in your head? Really? You are the smartest person I know, and yet, you follow a voice in your head? Are you sure you aren't going senile?" Said Dalton.

*Smack*

Another smack went to the head of the young son of the Hauss family.

"That name… is a little strange isn't it? Alfonso, I haven't heard someone with such a name so far… however, I just have this feeling that I know it somehow…" Said a small girl on the other side.

"Of course, that name rings a bell, my little sister, that name belongs to the idiot prince, don't you remember? The one who got disowned and was sent to who knows where to die" Said Dalton.

"Ho? There is such a thing? Why was he disowned?" Asked Socrates with curiosity.

"You don't know? It's was a pretty popular notice a few months ago, the idiot prince let hundreds of his men to die, after that, his majesty disowned him and sent him to die somewhere where he wouldn't ashamed his family, truly an idiot really" Said Dalton.

"…I see…" Said Socrates.

Tili and Dalton were a little perplexed, usually when Socrates didn't talk, it means that he was pondering about something, however, he didn't why would he pondered about this matter in particular.

"Anyway, there is no way that we are talking about the same Alfonso here, after all, if the voice in your head says the true, then, based on the description, there is NO WAY that is the same Alfonso, after all, the idiot prince wasn't exactly known for being an erudite, now, If we were talking about his little sister, then That would be understandable" Said Dalton.

Socrates kep listening, however, his mind was pondering about this matter.

"The voice in the head wouldn't lie to me, I just know it. Coincidence? No, the timing is to perfect, besides, the name 'Alfonso' isn't exactly a common one, so here is the question, why would the voice send me to see an idiot?..." Though Socrates.

"Hey, Dalton" Said Socrates.

"Yeah?" Said Dalton.

"You belong to a powerhouse in the north… so you must know something about the royalty, who is the relationship between the royal family?" Asked Socrates.

"Well, that much I don't know…" Said Dalton.

"I know a little bit!" Said Tili.

"You know?" Asked Dalton.

"Yeah, I overheard mom and dad when they were having a meeting with the representative of the Boltors, they said that the situation was tense, each prince and princess were gathering their forces to inherit the throne, each prince and princess are the best in their respective field and each of them are ambitious to the core, just like their father, well, all except for the youngest one, Carolina, who nobody actually knows" Said Tili.

"Well, in some way, is a good thing that he disappeared just before the fight for the throne, I mind, he had absolutely zero chance of obtaining the throne, he would either subordinate to one on his brothers or die, that's some kind of luck, right?" Said Dalton.

"…" Socrates analyzed all the information.

"The voice wouldn't send me to an idiot… a fellow prince… fight for the throne… cero changes of winning…don't tell me…!" Socrates process all the information.

Suddenly his eyes opened and an astonishing expression could be seen, he stopped in his tracks, Dalton and Tili notice this.

"Hey gramps, what's wrong?" Asked Dalton.

"Are you okay?" Asked Tili with concern.

"… If… If what I think is true, then… the consequences are… no… I must this person face to face… at any cost!" Murmured Socrates.

"Gramps?" Asked Dalton once again.

"Oh? Ah, no, let's go, we must meet this Alfonso at any cost, let's go!" Said Socrates.

""Okay?"" Said brother and sister with a confused expression.

"By the way, how this place was called again? Is literally at the end of the fucking world!" Said Dalton.

"it's called Wasteland Valley" Said Tili.

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"Well, tomorrow its finally the day" Though Alfonso while looking at the dark night.

"What's going on tomorrow?" Asked Demeter, who was at his side.

"Tomorrow, the new residents of Wasteland Valley will get here form Tulip town, these people basically consist of the ones who lose a family member on the war against Arcadia and wanted a fresh beginning," Said Alfonso.

"Oh? You seem pretty happy about this?" Said Demeter.

"I am, I can finally put my plans of expansion on track, the new houses were finished just a couple of hours ago and the great banquet to receive this people is going as planned, after tomorrow, we can actually call ourselves a 'Valley', is not quite the number yet, however, is pretty close" Said Alfonso.

"Sounds that you will have your hands busy for some time," Said Demeter.

"Tell me about it, however, I hope that everything's works right, this land is not as bad as people think, with your help and everyone's help, we have made this land a place we can call home, I kind of like this piece of paradise" Said Alfonso while looking at the window.

Demeter smiled and walked beside Alfonso, she also looked through to the window.

"Yeah, it's quite pretty"

"It's too cold though"

A voice came from behind them, Artemis was also looking at their direction.

Alfonso made a small chuckle and retrieve his gaze.

"Tomorrow would be a good day" Though Alfonso.